At a table we sit
The drinks flow and the herb goes around
"Let's play a game!"
Someone suggests
And so it begins
"Spin the bottle!!!!"
And there it is decided
Anticipation
Nerves
The bottle lands on me
The opposite side?
You
Our eyes meet....
The emotions rise
Simmering
You get off your stool
Come over to mine
I get off mine
My legs
They turn to mush
They serve their purpose though
You bring me close with your strong arm
I can feel your breath on my ear
Gentle nips over my cheek
And then we're face to face
My body pressed intimately against yours
My arms around your neck
Slowly you dip
Closer
Closer
Till soft lips meet
Barely
Like a whisper
Soon the kiss is deepened
Gentle and smooth
Hard and arousing
I'm drowning
Falling into an abyss of passion
Your strong arms keep my head above
Saving me as your lips take me under
And your mouth
That rich sensual mouth
Plunders mine
"That's enough"
We distantly hear our friends call out.
Reluctantly we draw apart
My heart is still racing
My lips still parted

My eyes open to the harsh fluorescent light
It was just a dream...